Getting Tactical

By lex, on June 22nd, 2009

Once as a young lieutenant, I was driving into NAS Lemoore one dark summer’s night for a night FCLP flight when I saw a car coming towards me from the right on an road intersecting with Grangeville. This was a two-lane country road leading to the base’s back gate that the aviators tended to treat like a raceway. There were no stop signs for me on that section of the road, so I had the assured right of way, but the other vehicle kept coming with no apparent diminution of velocity. He had my full attention as I prepared to hit the brakes.

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